Volume 1 Chapter 42: A False Alarm
Oh no, oh no—this is bad!
The bathroom. The male protagonist. An accidental intrusion…
This wasn't the dorm, and he hadn't turned into a woman yet—don't tell him this was about to trigger that plotline?
The moment he thought of the scenes where he got thoroughly filled in the story, followed by having to be gangbanged afterward, Ning Chu's face went deathly pale.
Even if he fought with everything he had, with Wen Yang's size, the guy could probably pin him down with one hand.
Panicking, he scrambled out of the bathtub, not even bothering to dry himself, frantically trying to put on his clothes. But the moment one foot stepped out of the tub and onto the wet, slippery tiles, his footing gave out with a skid.
"Ah!"
A startled cry escaped him as he landed straddling the edge of the bathtub. His inner thigh slammed hard, blooming into a bruise. He sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth—only to hear Wen Yang's anxious voice from outside.
"What happened?"
That tall figure had already appeared at the doorway. Through the glass door, Ning Chu could clearly see the outline of Wen Yang's body.
Thank goodness the glass was covered in steam, turning it effectively into frosted glass. Otherwise, he would've been completely exposed…
Ning Chu glanced down at his bare body and immediately retreated back into the tub. Sitting cross-legged, he rubbed his aching thigh, leaving only his head poking out as he stared warily at the door, terrified that Wen Yang might burst in at any second.
"I'm fine! I'm taking a shower! I just bumped into something!"
"Don't come over! I'll be done and come out soon!"
There was no way he could stay at the hotel tonight!
Ning Chu was already considering alternatives—an internet café, a 24-hour burger joint, a convenience store, anywhere.
Outside, Wen Yang was still a little woozy. He yawned, and through the fogged glass could vaguely make out Ning Chu's small head. He answered with a simple acknowledgment and, unlike some dense protagonist, didn't barge in. He just turned around and went back to the bed.
Still, that slender figure had left a deep impression in his mind.
Ning Chu's body…
Usually, with loose clothing, it wasn't obvious. But just now, the steam-covered glass door had outlined his silhouette—slim waist, perky hips. Aside from a chest so flat it was almost like a flatboard, he looked nearly identical to a girl who had just started developing.
In the hazy mist, all he could really see was a pale shape, but that very vagueness gave him a strange kind of visual stimulation—and stirred his curiosity.
How could a man have a body like that?
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wen Yang scratched his head. His alcohol-dulled brain simply couldn't come up with an answer.
The door opened.
He immediately dropped the thought and hurried toward the bathroom without sparing Ning Chu even a glance.
"..."
Ning Chu's heart was pounding. When he opened the door, he'd been fully prepared to bolt—but instead, Wen Yang went straight to the toilet.
He glanced back at Wen Yang, feeling a bit more at ease.
Good. This guy probably wasn't interested in him.
There wasn't even a reaction.
"So… the plot didn't trigger?" Ning Chu muttered as he opened the door, stepping one foot outside while still clinging to a sliver of hope.
Running away really wasn't a great option. The dorm was dangerous too, sure—but at least he was still a man, and neither Wen Yang nor Zhang Shaoqing had turned into an actual protagonist or villain yet. It was relatively safe.
But if he ran?
Who knew what kind of "surprises" this world might have in store for him.
All his fault for being such an indiscriminate kink back then. The novel had tentacles, ghosts… thank god his tastes hadn't been that extreme. If he'd written some bestiality, he wouldn't even be able to trust a dog anymore.
Moreover, the people here all looked proper on the surface, yet couples would rather sneak off to hook up in the wild than spend money on a hotel room. As for the other perverts—there was no need to even mention them. There were definitely plenty.
"What was up with you just now? Why wouldn't you let me go over?" Wen Yang yawned as he walked out of the bathroom.
"I was taking a shower. Didn't you see the bathroom door is glass?"
Wen Yang looked Ning Chu up and down out of curiosity.
Because Ning Chu'd rushed out of the bathroom, his skin was still dotted with beads of water. His delicate face carried a faint blush, and those beautiful eyes were filled with vigilance—like a little feral cat that might bristle at any moment.
"Come on, we're both guys. What's the big deal if I see you?" Wen Yang shook his head helplessly. "Do you really need to look at me like I'm some kind of pervert?"
"..."
Not hearing Ning Chu explain, Wen Yang glanced at the half-open door and at the foot Ning Chu had already stepped outside. "Are you going out to buy food? Bring me a bottle of cola."
With that, he went straight to the bed and flopped down. In almost no time at all, he was drifting off.
Only then did Ning Chu slowly pull his foot back inside.
So… it was safe?
He'd just scared himself for nothing.
The book never mentioned Wen Yang being interested in crossdressers anyway. Besides, this guy had far better options—so many kinds of beautiful girls lining up to throw themselves at him. Why would he choose to lay with someone he sees as a boy?
What's more, under Ning Chu's "guidance," Wen Yang was still a pure little virgin…
Ning Chu imagined it for a moment. If a virgin Wen Yang really did accidentally barge into a bathroom and run into a girl showering, he'd probably flee in utter panic, right?
"Thank god—"
"—Why is it so noisy on your side?"
The door across the hall suddenly opened. Zhang Shaoqing poked his head out, and when he saw Ning Chu standing there without having closed the door, he grinned teasingly. "What, did Wen Yang get drunk and mess around, and you got taken by him?"
"Get lost!"
"Bah, you stayed in a room I paid for and you're still this arrogant."
Like I wanted to stay here!
"Oh yeah, how about we go for a massage tomorrow? I already made a reservation—"
With a loud bang, Ning Chu slammed the door shut. He sat down in the rattan chair, staring blankly at Wen Yang on the bed, his mind a complete mess.
The lingering buzz of alcohol and those dirty thoughts had been washed away by the bath. He rubbed his temples tiredly, still unable to relax.
Fortunately, the double room also came with a computer.
The specs were probably awful, but watching videos or reading articles to kill time should be fine.
"Great. Looks like I'm pulling an all-nighter."
Ning Chu dragged the rattan chair over to the desk, pressed the power button, and rested his chin in his hands while waiting for the sluggish startup.
"Tomorrow we'd better go straight back. Even if Shaoqing doesn't want to, we're leaving."
"That guy actually wants to take us for those kinds of massages! Is that somewhere a proper college student should be going?!"
Besides, places like massage parlors—whether in novels, hentai, or real life—were always disaster zones!
"Ning Chu, where's my cola?"
"There isn't any!"
"My head hurts…" Wen Yang turned over on the bed.
Ning Chu didn't even look back. It took a full minute for the computer to boot. He opened a browser, picked up the headphones next to it, then tossed them aside in disgust.
So filthy…
The computer really was underpowered. Even opening a webpage caused it to freeze for several seconds, and then the browser's homepage finally loaded, showing rows of bookmarked tabs.
"Huh… horror movies, action movies. The regulation here is pretty lax."
There was suddenly some movement at the door. Curious, Ning Chu looked over—only to see a small card being slipped in through the crack under the door.
He stood up and picked it up. Seeing words like "female college student," "bunny girl," and "succubus" printed on it, the corner of his mouth twitched.
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Note:
Link for character illustration:
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1IxOucqi87ss3bmqfO9zI2gYiM1Gy8Hz2